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Anything could happen in an abandoned factory,
where you can hear screaming trees and black cats meowing.
Suddenly he appeared between the bricks with an old pipe in his lips,
and everything shocked and she,
with scare in her eyes and a knife in her tights,
woke up and warned him she didn’t want more lies
“oh tell me what you are doing here, with your boat, old buccaneer”,
and he realised there was someone breathing behind him.
Who leads you is just a blind,
he turned back and he screamed to the sky:
“Oh you are not like me”, said the captain to the thief,
who has really never seen the sea.
“I’m going to shoot you in your head, you don’t deserve to be there”.
And everything got dark but her.
Nothing could really happen in an abandoned factory,
where you can only hear, from the windows, the strokes of the wind.
But the big-hand-man who has the feet in the swamp,
told the girl he did not believe in god, and she left him dying in the shadow of her love.
Who leads you is just a child,
he turned back and realised
he will never know the truth.
Dazed, drunk and confused,
sweating cold, feeling like a dog,
when he loudly walked through the door.
“Oh you are not like me”, said the captain to the thief,
who has really never seen the sea.
“I’m going to shoot you in your head, you don’t deserve to be there”.
And everything got dark but her.
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Fire Finder
04:05
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You nail your look in my eyes and you whisper me sweet little lies,
but I can’t bear this atmosphere tonight.
Smoke and smiles, I feel so fine getting high by your side.
You are a cosy crowd, but I need to break this ice that paralyzes my mind.
Blurred and bright, I stand up with nothing to say, oh sorry I’ve forgotten your names.
Kiss me, I want to fire my gun
Hit me, I want to see how you run
Drink me, I want to taste the stars
Blame me, I want you in my hands
I am a Fire Finder from the deep night
Sharp shapes and flames rise up to the sky
I am a Fire Finder, please don’t be shy
Aren’t you going to tell me goodbye?
You found love while I was writing odes to recklessness,
the night is dark as blues but my head is burning as hell.
Look at you, then look at me,
you have bitten the dust while I am devouring the sun.
I am a Fire Finder from the deep night
Sharp shapes and flames rise up to the sky
I am a Fire Finder, please don’t be shy
Tonight you know you can’t tell me goodbye
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